Chapter 121: I Always Want to Eat Only My Favorite Thing [R-18]

“Ah…!”

It was a sound of pure surprise. At the sensation of him filling her so completely, Seojin instinctively thrust her hips forward. It was far from a rejection; it was a silent plea to take him deeper.

As his tongue delved inside, parting her flesh and scraping against her inner walls, she squeezed her eyes shut. The wetness that had already slicked her insides began to overflow, as if it could no longer be contained.

“Ngh… not, not so…”

Her words trailed off.

But his tongue didn’t stop, relentlessly exploring her depths. The movements of the slick muscle grew more and more intense, and Seojin’s shoulders trembled as she bit down on her lip.

“There… don’t… ah, no…!”

His mouth and tongue moved slowly over her core, as if waiting for the very moment she would become her most sensitive, then plunging deep, refusing to miss his chance.

“……!!”

A jolt. Her pelvis quivered violently. The passage that had been ceaselessly accepting his tongue spasmed, clenching and opening.

She wrapped both hands around Rio’s head, letting out a thin, ragged breath.

“Aah…”

He lifted his head, wiping his mouth. The tongue that had just been filling Seojin was coated in her musky, sweet scent.

He smiled softly.

“I’ve only just worked up an appetite. Right?”

Instead of answering, Seojin just panted, her legs still draped over his shoulders as if they were bound there.

Her hips were slightly raised, her soaked sex still open and disheveled before Rio’s face.

He ran his fingers over her thigh.

Her skin was slick with sweat, the taut sinews barely having a moment to relax before his fingertips slid inside her again.

“So sensitive…”

With those words, Rio pushed himself further onto the bed, making space for himself.

Crawling fully onto the mattress, he lifted her thighs from his shoulders, caressed her calves, and then gently lowered her legs onto the sheets.

Panting beneath him, the center of her was revealed again, flushed red. Though he had already explored her once with his tongue, he showed no signs of being bored.

Lowering his head, he pressed his mouth to her core again. This time, he gave a short kiss to her clitoris, which trembled slightly, then curled the tip of his tongue and began to lick her in slow circles.

“Nngh…!”

Seojin’s body trembled again at the touch on her sensitized flesh. Sweat glued her back to the sheets, and her breath came in shallow pants.

She shook her head, resisting, but it was only to invite his deeper love.

Hah, hah— Seojin gasped, her hand flying to grip Rio’s head.

Just as his lips were about to cover her clitoris and descend again, just before he could create a suction, she pushed him away with a look of pure desperation.

“Ngh… no, I want something else now… Fill me up… properly…”

Her thin voice, her eyes glistening with tears. It was a mixture of desperation and pleading—an armful of the pathetic temptation Rio loved so much.

Rio’s eyes crinkled into a smile at her words, and he slowly pushed himself up.

“…Haha, how cute.”

He tugged down his waistband, and his already rigid erection sprang free. His penis was engorged, the veins standing out on the flushed skin.

He glanced down at his own cock and gave it a playful squeeze.

Then, while it was still far below her, he gave it a light shake—thwap, thwap—and grinned.

“And what might this be?”

Seojin drew in a sharp, thin breath. Her gaze was instinctively drawn downward by his playful gesture.

Her legs were spread as if to face him directly. Staring at the thing pulsing vividly between them, she forced herself to lift her head.

“Haaah…”

Her eyes were fixed on its hot form for a moment before a wave of shame seemed to wash over her, and she quickly looked away.

But after biting her lip for a second, she soon moved her hands with careful deliberation. She brought them between her own legs, used them to spread her wet flesh, and exposed her inner self to him.

“Ngh, if I can’t have it for long… then I just want to have… only my favorite thing…”

The words escaped on a weak breath. But her clasped fingertips, the slight lift of her hips, and the way she was open for him were a clearer signal to a man than anything else.

Her body was more honest than her words, and her movements were utterly obscene.

Rio stared down at the sight for a long moment before letting out a short breath. The desire rising from the pit of his stomach wouldn’t let him stay still any longer.

“A fine choice.”

Thump—Rio lifted his hard, swollen penis and pressed it against her entrance.

Warm flesh, slick fluid.

“Haaah…”

She was more than ready. Before he even pushed, she was prepared to let him slide right in.

She squeezed her eyes shut, ready to taste the most exquisite delicacy, one she could feast on every day and never tire of.

With a soft hum, he wrapped her legs around his waist, supported her hips with his other hand, and slowly pushed into her.

Hot and heavy, swollen to its limit, his cock bored firmly into Seojin’s depths.

The moment his thick shaft pushed its way inside, Seojin’s stomach clenched with a dull ache and rose to meet him.

“……Ah…!”

At the sensation of him sliding in, her head fell back reflexively. Her disheveled hair spilled across the pillow, and her hips bucked, rising to meet his deep thrusts.

The heavy pressure. It was a size that should have been difficult to take, yet the fluid pouring from within her seemed to welcome its weight, smoothly enveloping his cock as it entered.

“Hah… You’ll really be like this forever, at least until you have a baby.”

Though no one knew if that was even possible.

Rio laughed on a low breath. Thump—he pushed deeper one more time, and her insides twitched, tightening around him with a pleasant friction.

A deep dimple appeared in his cheek as he looked down at her. The smile that spread across his face was one of satisfaction at her tightness.

“For someone who loves to be so full, your mouth is far too small for your appetite.”

At his words, Seojin gasped and covered her face, then just her mouth. Before she could even turn her blushing face away, Rio thrust his hips again.

“Hk…! Aah, ahnng…!”

As if being wetly opened wasn’t enough, Seojin’s insides clung to him, trying to envelop him completely. Though her body was being spread apart, the sensation was one of being closed even more tightly around him.

Pinning her legs to his waist with one hand, Rio slowly advanced, inch by inch, sinking deeper into her.

Soon, he was buried so deep that his thighs pressed against her ass, their bodies perfectly flush.

“Kang Seojin…”

He whispered her name in her ear. They were completely connected now. There was no distance between them on this bed, hot with their sweat and feverish heat.

Rio paused, pressing against her, feeling the squirming movements of her inner muscles. Then he slowly pulled back—and thrust in hard.

“Nngh, ngh, Rio…!”

Seojin’s legs clamped tighter around his waist. As if refusing to let him escape, the hand that had been covering her mouth moved to grip the sheet, then wrapped around his neck, pulling him down.

Their chests pressed together. Sweaty necks, flushed skin. Amidst it all, their hearts began to pound faster.

But because she had buried her face in his shoulder as she clung to him, their lips couldn’t touch, despite being so close.

She caressed his skin, her lips parting.

“…I want to… kiss…”

Rio let out a short laugh.

“Not like this.”

“Then… then can you… fuck me harder…!?”

Seojin panted, still clinging to him. Every time his sweaty skin brushed her neck, a jolt of heat shot through her, and her legs tightened, refusing to let him go.

Her thoughts tangled. The sensation of her reason turning to white noise. A dizzying, pleasant pressure and a tingling pleasure. It all mixed together, her eyes losing focus.

For a body that had been conditioned by six months of mostly rough love, being told to “wait” or being given a simple caress was merely a process to amplify the pleasure that would follow.

“Haha, darling. You’re about to start whining again, aren’t you?”

He knew her well, having always watched over her in his home, cherishing her in his own way, like cultivating a rare and difficult flower.

“Ngh, no, I won’t, I won’t…”

Rio stroked the small of her back, where her body was embracing a part of his.

“—I don’t believe you. But we don’t have time right now… so shall I help you along a little…!”

But the tender caress didn’t last long. He seized her hips and, with his still-hard erection, began to mercilessly ravage her insides.

“Hah, haaahng!!”

Seojin threw her head back, her eyes rolling up as she let out a hazy breath.

Sometimes, all the sensation in her body would pour out in a single moment. Her thoughts would stop, and her body would react first.

Filled completely with him, she held her breath. But soon, a wave of pleasure crashed over her, making her want him even more.

“More… more… nngh!”

It was her usual pattern. She would whine for him to be rougher, but the moment he actually started, her breath would quickly grow ragged and—mmm.

Rio knew this pattern all too well. That’s why he deliberately kept going, pushing her relentlessly without stopping.

“Nngh… Rio, I like it… hic…!”

Seojin’s vision blurred. Her pupils trembled and her lips parted. Rio’s movements, feigning love as he approached, reminded her of all the moments over the past six months that had tamed her.

Her body had clearly accepted him, and her heart desperately wanted him, but despite her earlier promise, at the end of all this pleasure—

“No… Rio, Rio, it’s… coming…!”

“Yes, yes.”

“Just burst… come inside me…! I don’t want to… come alone…!”

It was a plea from amidst a mess of orgasms, begging him to ejaculate, to turn her into a creampie.

And when even those words spilled from a tongue slurred with pleasure,

“Hahh—”

Rio always made sure to fill her up.

Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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